For some reason, Lin Xiuran suddenly felt an extraordinary strength in his hand holding the hammer, as if he and the hammer had become perfectly in sync.
Feeling the surging power returning from the hammer, Lin Xiuran abruptly opened his eyes, swung the giant hammer, and brought it down.
"Bang!"
The giant hammer struck the metal with a dull thud, seemingly causing the metal, which had remained unmoved under Lin Xiuran's relentless blows, to tremble.
With this strike, Lin Xiuran seemed to unleash a small universe, swinging the giant hammer with incredible speed and precision.
The dense, relentless blows on the Dark Gold gradually changed shape under the constant impact.
Lin Xiuran's hammering technique was no longer haphazard; it suddenly seemed to have grasped some kind of pattern, beginning to exert force and strike with a very rhythmic rhythm.
Each strike was more powerful than the next, seemingly an accumulation of force.
With each strike of his hammer, the seemingly ordinary forging hammer appeared to bear the phantom of another hammer, growing increasingly solid with each swing.
This hammer phantom was entirely black, with a handle about half a foot long and a cylindrical head, resembling a miniature casting hammer.
But clearly, it was the phantom of the Haotian Hammer!
The people on the platform were gathered around Tang Wulin and Mu Xi, watching the two pieces of silver that had achieved a radiant glow.
Undoubtedly, these were two finished products of a thousand-times forging, and their quality must have reached Grade Two! Grade Two thousand-times forged silver—this was something only a normal Level Four blacksmith could accomplish, yet these two youngsters had achieved it.
This astonished the old men, while the white-haired elder was arguing with Cen Yue, the representative from the East Sea Blacksmith Association.
It was unclear what they were saying, but Cen Yue's expression was clearly not good, even somewhat angry.
The white-haired elder, on the other hand, looked indifferent, appearing rather roguish.
"Elder Duan, Elder Duan!"
Elder Duan, looking at the perfect piece of Dark Silver in his hand, said with displeasure, "What's the rush?"
"The Dark Gold is finished!" The staff member who ran over was clearly out of breath.
"What is Dark Gold…" Elder Duan thought for a moment, then paused, his expression suddenly changing.
"Dark Gold! Finished!?"
"Yes, it's right there."
Elder Duan hurriedly led the other committee members over and saw the Dark Gold on the forging table.
Dark Gold's original color was yellow, but rather dull, hence the name. However, this piece was completely golden. Its volume had shrunk by about half, square and very neat, with the central pattern becoming extremely delicate.
"The quality of this Dark Gold is better than many senior blacksmiths," Elder Duan deeply praised the piece.
"Unbelievable! This was forged by a child participating in the junior group!"
They were all incredulous. They had already thought that having a genius like Tang Wulin was shocking enough. But now, there was Lin Xiuran, a young man who could forge Dark Gold.
After admiring the Dark Gold piece inside and out, Elder Duan seemed to suddenly remember something and hurriedly asked, "Where is the child who forged this Dark Gold?"
A staff member scratched his head and explained, "He ran away. It seems he had another competition." "This kid, he's not even accepting the prize." Elder Duan shook his head. Without a doubt, even without the final score, Lin Xiuran, this Dark Gold, would definitely help him win the championship in the junior blacksmith group of this year's Tianhai Alliance Grand Competition.
This could be described as a complete reversal of fortune.
Elder Duan sighed softly, looking at Cen Yue: "I didn't expect your Donghai City to be so full of talent."
This completely changed their perception. You see, in the past, Donghai City, apart from its high economy, was a very weak party in both the Wu Kunshi Soul Master Competition and other competitions.
But this year's blacksmith competition was truly beyond everyone's expectations.
Cen Yue also smiled, casually responding, but in his heart, he was still thinking about recruiting Lin Xiuran to the Donghai Blacksmith Association.
Naturally, a glint flashed in Elder Duan's eyes at the same time. Tang Wulin was a member of the Donghai Blacksmith Association, but Lin Xiuran wasn't.
Perhaps, they really had a chance to keep him in the Tianhai Blacksmith Association; as long as the treatment was generous enough, he wouldn't waver.
Lin Xiuran was in a rush for the competition, so he rushed to the Soul Master Competition before the score was even given. For him, the score didn't matter; the awards would be given out at the very end, so he wasn't in a hurry.
Although the competition was urgent, his opponent was relatively weak, perhaps having been lucky enough to encounter even weaker opponents in the previous rounds to reach this point. Therefore, Lin Xiuran easily defeated his opponent.
Xie Xie then went up for the match, and his opponent was similarly weak, winning the match in less than five minutes.
However, Tang Wulin encountered trouble.
When Lin Xiuran returned after his match, he saw the two seemingly arguing about something. Tang Wulin appeared calm, but Ye Xinglan was extremely arrogant and aggressive.
"Oh. By the way, I also have some good news for you. Your opponent today couldn't compete for some reason, so your opponent has been re-assigned, and um, it's me now." Ye Xinglan's smile deepened.
Lin Xiuran only heard this one sentence, but he clearly understood what this girl had done.
At this moment, Ye Xinglan noticed Lin Xiuran, her eyes flashing with a hint of fighting spirit: "You wait and see, after Tang Wulin, it's your turn."
"You can't escape."
She seemed very confident, as if she was absolutely certain she could defeat Tang Wulin and even meet Lin Xiuran in the next match.
"I hope so." Lin Xiuran replied indifferently, then ignored her and returned to his seat to meditate and rest.
Ye Xinglan clearly felt like she'd punched cotton, glaring fiercely at Lin Xiuran before turning to Tang Wulin: "I'll see how much you're capable of."
Not long after, the two took to the field for their match, Ye Xinglan versus Tang Wulin.
Two rings against one, Ye Xinglan undoubtedly had a huge advantage, and being from Shrek Academy, her combat experience and other aspects were definitely no less than Tang Wulin's.
Indeed, the unity of body and sword—a ten-year-old girl achieving this was truly a genius in swordsmanship.
Ye Xinglan's arrogance wasn't just because she came from Shrek Academy, but more so because of her superior talent and strength compared to her peers.
She was undefeated among her peers, even against Tang Wulin.
However, this victory was not quite what Ye Xinglan had imagined.
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